The Grammys Tell Conservatives - We Ain't Ready to Make Nice!

It was a night reminiscent of when bands like A Taste of Honey won best new artist over Elvis Costello, and Milli Vinilli epitomized the best of what the Grammy gene-pool had to offer. In a "Take That!" moment, the Grammys made a mother of a statement and gave 5 of its most notable awards to the Dixie Chix. The Dixie Chix may have produced a mediocre album with "Taking the Long Way" but LaLa Land rewarded it largely with Grammys for political reasons, and making the statement that, "Shut up and shell out your hard earned cash to buy our records whether you agree with us or not!" to Americans who once made the suggestion that perhaps "artists" should "shut up and sing" if they don't want to lose their core fan base. The pleasantly plump Natalie Maines said, "See? THAT's freedom of speech, y'all. Not what YOU say, but only whin WE say it! What y'all say is jus... well I don't know because it ain't in ma vocabu... vocabu... I ain't lernt that word yit."

Maines looked lovely in a black, gold chain-laden moo-moo designed by Lane Bryant.

A Sad Ironic Twist: Who's the Shrub Now?

Beloved columnist Molly Ivins finally kicked the bucket yesterday after her long battle with breast cancer. Ms. Ivins made a name for herself on the heels of President Bush. Nearly every article she wrote was about him, criticizing his politics and attacking him personally.

In her second to last column she wrote, "The president of the United States does not have the sense God gave a duck." She wrote the bestseller "Shrub: The Short but Happy Life I've Enjoyed As A Result of Constantly Complaining About George W. Bush" and "Bushwhacked: Life As An Elitist, Overindulged So-called 'Journalist' in George W. Bush's America." She was working on a final book, "Thanks to George W. Bush I'm Rich and Otherwise Might Not Be Able To Afford All of These Doctors Bills." when she succumbed to the cancer she did nothing to prevent. Oh what irony that Ms. Ivins became "bushwhacked" by the cruelty of breast cancer. And Ms. Ivins being all but a dead lump, (no pun intended,) one begs the question, "Ms. Ivins, who is the shrub now?"

Her Twainian wit and obsessive rants about President Bush will be missed.